Dinosaurs! Rooooarr!

A few months ago we went to Dinosaur World in Plant City. It was so fun, I got an annual pass! 

(Ok - let's be honest here. It was only slightly fun. But an annual pass costs only a little bit more than a day pass and you purchase your ticket before you even get into the park. So I assumed dinosaur awesomeness and bought my annual pass with pride, later realizing it was only kinda cool and I may or may not return.)

Fast forward to this week when Brett finds a lizard in the playroom! I thought it would be fun to pretend it was a dinosaur!!

Brett thought it was scary, but wasn't too frightened. Emma was terrified to tears. 

So we left the playroom and I actually forgot all about the lizard. I am not afraid of them. As a kid we used to see who could catch the most lizards with our bare hands! And our yard is full of them so every once in a while we get one in the house. Not really a big deal. 

The next day after no dinosaur talk in almost 24 hours I said to B&E "Let's go in the playroom!" To which Brett responds "Roooar. Dinosaur!"

Obviously my first reaction was to mentally note that my kids are in fact geniuses who remember everything. My next move was to document things a little farther via iphone video!

Emma wasn't as scared in this video because she didn't actually have to face a dinosaur, but she was still being a little cautious of getting too close to where we saw him the day before. 

Brett kept saying "more dinosaur" and just as this video ends he was going into full on tantrum mode wanting to see a dinosaur again. So later that night Brian took them into the front yard,  Dinosaur World!

Beethoven x 2??

I think it is time we buy Brett and Emma a real piano...they sure know how to make music!!! 

Coke and a smile, Coke and a child.

One of Emma's favorite things to do is imitate people. She loves pretending to do her hair and makeup, carry purses...and now - drink soda! Ahh! I guess it is time to break this bad habit of mine. A couple of weeks ago I had an unopened soda in the living room. Emma kept pretending to drink it again and again. It was very cute so I got a video of her, she is so funny!!!

Wasn't that so cute???

Want to know what is not cute?

Emma actually drinking soda.

Yup.

To be honest, I don't think she got much in her mouth. And by the time I was able to get the can away from her, it was already empty (as I am sure you can tell by her shorts). But she still insisted on pretending to drink from the now empty soda can. So I thought this would be a good follow-up picture to her previous attempts at drinking Mommy's soda and I knew I had to capture the moment :)

But, how could I let this happen?? BRETT! It was ALL BRETT'S FAULT! 

I was changing Brett's stinky poo poo (that's what he says when he poops-smart kid!) while he wiggled across the playroom floor. With an elbow pinned to his stomach I was attempting to wipe his bottom and put on a new diaper all while he tried crawling away, giggling. It would have been an award-winning recording on America's Funniest Home Videos! Except I wasn't laughing. Maybe closer to crying. During my moment of weakness Emma took advantage. 

I swear they team up on me. SWEAR!

But I am not the only twin mom to think my kids team up on me. I found evidence on Facebook when another multiples mom posted this picture:

So, they won this time. And the last time. And probably the last two times before that. But really, who is keeping score?

My knight in shining armor. Errrr a Lightning polo!

     Being a stay at home mom these last few months has been so awesome! I love spending the day with my cuties. Teaching them, playing, exploring the world....there is so much to do. I am so lucky that Brian agrees with me that this is where I should be spending my time, and he works so hard to make it possible. 

     Some days I want Brett and Emma to stay this age forever, so I can always stay home and play with them! Other days I am pulling my own hair out. I don't know who/how/what determines when those crazy days will appear. All I know is Brian can usually tell the second he walks in the door! Most nights after work he is greeted by the smell of our dinner cooking on the stove, the kids finishing their own dinner, and a big kiss on the lips! That is, most nights. 

     Then there are the nights after work when he is greeted with screams from Brett and emma and an evil eye from me. (How dare he take longer than EXACTLY 35 minutes to get home from work?!) On those nights he is my hero, whisking Brett and Emma up the stairs and into the bathtub as I pour myself a large glass of wine! It is almost right out of a fairytale. Somehwere between Cinderella and Snow White, it must have got lost in translation. :)

     The rough days don't come too often. Though I do believe I have had some decent previews of "Terrible Two's!" Most days are spent being silly, playing, and laughing. As you can see in this video, we love to goof off and have fun around here!!! 

PS - Brian is my hero every night, not just on the nights when he takes over bedtime. It is just those nights that I appreciate his heroism a whole lot more!